The Founder of Diabolism Chapter 94: 寤 寐 Twenty-fifth

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Wei Wuxian said: "Meng's mother moved three times."

This is the allusion that Meng Shi wanted to emulate. But the son of a prostitute is naturally out of place in that land of fragrant books and degraded by others. It doesn't matter where you move.

Meng Shi guessed that his son must have been bullied, but he asked again and again. The son refused to say what he was bullied. He had to sigh and let him stay in Si Shi Xuan. He usually did some cleaning and cleaning on the first floor. Running errands while continuing to work hard.

However, not only the people outside look down on them, even the people in the brothel look down on them. Meng Shi was more than 20 years old when she insisted on giving birth. For the women in Fengyuechang, she was already old, and her looks and posture were damaged after she gave birth. Meng Yao became more and more faint when she was a teenager. At that point, the so-called "talented girl" was reluctant to eat old books, and only some people were out of curiosity.

In the land of fireworks, women like Meng Shi are the most troublesome. After reading a little book, literacy is broken, talented people are close to one another, but it is micro-talented, just a gimmick to attract customers, not enough to support her another way of life. People with some books always have such inexplicable energy, and they are unwilling to give up that thought, and they are not willing to fall into it, but they are firmly in the palm of others, inevitably extra distressed and full of suffering.

It's this kind of vigor that has provoked other women in the prostitute to disgusted her, and there was no good speech behind her face. In the same way, guests who come to this kind of place occasionally look at a teenage and delicate young girl who is modest and dignified. It is a fresh and chic picture, but if they want to spend money on a pretending woman, it is not a big deal. It's a pleasure. There is no longer the boom and the value of the year, but he still does not recognize his situation, and it is the end and evaluation.

One day, Meng Shi refused to know what kind of request a client had, which made him furious. Meng Yao sent fruit trays in the lobby on the first floor, and suddenly heard the sound of a cup and saucer breaking on the second floor. A Yaoqin rolled and flew out, landed in the center of the hall, and made a loud noise. The drinker was frightened and yelled.

Meng Yao recognized this as her mother's harp. When she looked up, she saw a big man coming out of a room with her mother's hair in her hair, and rushed upstairs. Meng Shi covered her scalp, and desperately pulled her clothes over her shoulders. When she saw her son running over, he said busyly: "I told you not to go upstairs, go down, not down!"

Meng Yao went to Na Na 掰 | the guest's hand, was struck in the lower abdomen with one foot, and his bones rolled downstairs, exclaiming. Meng Shi shouted "Ah!" And was immediately dragged by the guest again, dragging down the stairs, picking up his clothes and throwing them on the street.

Before leaving, the guest took a spit of water on her naked body and cursed: "How ugly people are, and old prostitutes still treat themselves as fresh goods!"

Meng Shi lay down in the middle of the street dare not to get up, as long as she moves, she will be looked at. The happy woman is usually not afraid of watching, but she just can't get through this hurdle. The pedestrians on the street were surprised and excited, wanting to walk, staying, staying a little bit, eyes clear. The other girls in Si Shixuan chuckled, and gloated over to the guests around how the embarrassing old woman was going.

Only Si Si, who became famous with Meng Shi during the same period, couldn't stand it. She twisted out of the door, took off her outer shirt and put it on Meng Shi, helping her to enter the lobby staggered. I ran into the prostitute's host and came out and said, "I've been told you to change it for a long time. Who should I show it to? Hold on, let's have a better memory!"

Meng Shi was so ashamed that he didn't dare to look up and looked down at his son. Meng Yao was kicked by that kick for a while and couldn't slow down. He couldn't afford to lie on the ground. Sisi dragged one by one, pulling up the mother and son and leaving.

The old man in cloth shirt talked about something else, saying: "It's all old things. Although the name is Si Shixuan, Si Si is also resold when he is old, Meng Shi is dead, and her son is also Packed up and left. I don't know who the charcoal fire did not look good, and the whole building was burned in the middle of the night. What had been done in this place before was not good to hear, and then several shops were not allowed to pass it on. "

Wei Wuxian said, how can those stores have such great ability to block the rumors of the people? I'm afraid it's Jin Guangyao who took a lot of work. The cause of the fire was probably not so simple as the midnight charcoal fire. It's not hard to think about Jin Guangyao's "good friend" Xue Yang's behavior style.

However, guessing is just guessing after all, there is no evidence. Like Lan Wangji, he doesn't like to take his guesses as facts and then spit them out. If it is really an old land with Jin Guangyao, then you can't easily shoot the remnant soul of this inn, leave it for the time being, you may want to verify something in the future.

Wei Wuxian looked at the stairs. Although he knew it wasn't the staircase that Meng Yao rolled down in the past, he couldn't help but think: "嫖 | Kick him, Jin Guangshan's men kick him, and Nie Mingji kicks him. Jin Guangyao was kicked everywhere Kick it down. "

The old man in cloth shirt ate up a few dishes that they hadn't touched, and chatted a little, and went home with enough tea and rice. Near the end of the day, the wife should prepare food and drink for them, and it's time to go back. They both got up, and the guy stared, "Where are you going? Aren't you going to stay? My rooms are cleaned, what do you mean?!"

Wei Wuxian turned back and smiled: "I don't think you'll do it here, let's leave the shop. If you stay in this shop, the business will get worse."

The reason that the owner of the clothing line and the inn of the inn see different ghost images of ghosts is related to them. After hearing the story, the owner of the clothing line seemed timid and docile. The owner of the inn didn't know what to do, but the guy he invited was indeed stubborn and angry. Living spirit also affects these things. Sometimes when you are peaceful, they will play and play. But if the incoming person is very aggressive and the whole person is not friendly, they will also behave very unfriendly. So the former family saw the live spring palace and heard the sound of the piano, but this family was a scorched corpse rolling around. Resentment can not be resentment will be treated differently.

Back at the small inn, the boss said that the meal already was delivered, Wei Wuxian smiled and thanked him, went upstairs with Lan Wangji, and entered the room to sit down and continue to talk about the inconvenience of the party.

Wei Wuxian said: "In fact, I have always felt strange. As far as my impression is concerned, Jin Guangyao is not an impulsive killer. He is mainly cunning, can be fierce, but does not rush. If you ca n’t be guilty, try not to guilty. Why is this anxious to do such a big move on the mass grave post? It is simply forcing Aristocratic Family to be his enemy. He never thought what to do if it was unsuccessful. "

Lan Wangji slowly said, "That letter. Comes weird and clever."

Wei Wuxian understands. The weirdness here means that it just picked out a good opportunity to send it, although it helped itself a lot. The wise written refers to the various counts listed in the letter, some of which have evidence but some do not. The letter writer puts the evidence without evidence next to the evidence, and the person who reads the letter looks down, and there will be an illusion that every piece of evidence is conclusive. Coupled with rising anger and emotional excitement, naturally, the ancient brains were all collected, no doubt. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji's analysis of suspicious things will, in the eyes of others, instead become a behavior of finding faults.

Wei Wuxian said to Lan Wangji: "Actually, you don't have to worry too much about your Brother. At that time, Jin Guangyao could splash any black water on me. If he really did anything to Ze Wujun, just push it to me. After that, the news will not just cause serious injuries. We only rest for one night, and continue to rush to Lanling tomorrow to find out. After drinking, sleep. "

He said so naturally. Lan Wangji nodded slightly, Wei Wuxian raised his hand to pour wine, hesitated for a moment, and immediately told himself: "I just asked him a few words and never did anything else. I just asked him exactly what he thought . Anyway, Lan Zhan wakes up and remembers nothing and will not delay anything. "

So assured myself that his hand has steadily filled the glass and pushed it in front of Lan Wangji.

He was also worried that if Lan forgets to quit the machine, how can he coax it not to be deliberate, but I wonder if Lan forgets to worry about it, and if he doesn't look at it, he looks up and drank it.

Wei Wuxian handed his wine glass to his lips, staring at the movement over there intentionally or unintentionally. Who knows, he just took a sip and immediately sprayed: "Keekekekekekekekekeke!"

Coughing and thinking: "Okay. This boss is really a sincere person. She said that letting her find more strength and better, she really found such an energy!" He wiped the drink on his body, When looking up again, the blue forget machine already entered the state as expected.

He fell asleep on the mat this time. The waist stick was straight, except that he slightly bowed his head and closed his eyes tightly, which was no different from his usual sitting posture. Wei Wuxian was funny while shaking his hands in front of him.

When this face opened its eyes, it was very indifferent because the eyes were very light and the eyes were cold. However, after closing your eyes, the outline is much softer, like a young and handsome jade statue, quiet and serene, and inviolable.

But the more so, when I think about the first two times when he was drunk, the unexplainable and secretive excitement in Wei Wuxian ’s heart became more and more inexplicable, and he would surely show his foreboding in a moment, The case dragged aside, and he and Lan Wangji sat face to face, waiting for him to wake up.

But Wei Wuxian, it's impossible for him to sit down and wait obediently, only to make him a little bad is he happy. So he reached out his hand and gently lifted Lan Wangji's chin.

Wei Wuxian whispered softly: "I can choke me these days. Han Guangjun, how about it, it's in my hands?"

The sleeping Lan Wangji raised his face obediently, a look of inability to resist and pick by Ren Jun. Wei Wuxian took a look, his heart was not good, he quickly withdrew, and Lan Wangji's head dropped again.

The thief is immortal, Wei Wuxian pokes his cheek again, pulls the corner of Lan Wangji's mouth up, and wants to see what he smiles like. Suddenly, my fingers hurt a little.

Lan Wangji opened his eyes and stared at him coldly.

The index finger of Wei Wuxian has been bitten in his mouth.

"..."

Wei Wuxian said: "Matsuguchi."

Lan Wangji held his head upright, kept his indifferent eyes, leaned forward slightly, bit his finger from the first knuckle to the second knuckle, and his teeth became stronger.

Wei Wuxian cried, "It hurts!"

Lan Wangji just loosened his teeth slightly. Wei Wuxian took the opportunity to pull his fingers back and rolled aside. This bite made him creepy: as long as he could bite people, he thought of dogs, and when he thought of dogs, he felt upright. Who knows, the next moment, Lan Wangji pulled out the dust and thrust it onto the mat, nailing a corner of Wei Wuxian's clothes to the ground. The suit changed in Lianhuawu was made of special materials, and it was not easy to tear. Wei Wuxian was caught by the corner of the suit, and he didn't go far. Lan Wang took the opportunity to grab his back collar and dragged it back.

Wi Wuxian's back sturdy hit a chest, and the sound of dust returning to the sheath immediately came.